The warmth of the morning sun crept up on my face, stirring me from the dreams of last night. I had dreamt that I was falling off a building after chasing someone all the way up. It was a woman, asking me to follow her. I had reached the top of the building when all of a sudden the floor collapsed beneath me. I fell, grasping for anything but only finding air. I felt the terror course through me as I fell, the ground growing in size with each second. I saw the pavement striping by the time I woke.
The details of my dream seemed to blur as my eyes slowly opened to a new day. I could feel the cotton sheets against my bare skin, thanking myself for having the presence of mind to clean myself off after the events of the last night. My shoulders covered in goosebumps from the air conditioning. I looked out through my window at Chelsea's apartment but saw that blinds covered her window. A tiny part of me was relieved, I had been so turned on by what I had seen last night between Chelsea and her lover but I was also saddened. I took it as a sign to move forward in a new direction but I felt haunted by my dream still.
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Following a quick breakfast I decided to go for a run in one of the nearby parks and was taken aback by how beautiful the running trails turned out to be. The run was also nice distraction, helping me tune out everything that had happened over the past few days. By the time I was at five miles my brain was losing energy to think about anything and my body just focused on getting to the end. Well that was until I rounded the corner near the end of my run and saw Alice out for a run approaching me.
I had only seen her in some sweatpants and a tee shirt the other day, but now she was wearing a pair of running shorts and a sports bra only. Her appearance the other day had not suggested how..perfect she was. Her legs were toned from years of running, her stomach toned told me she most likely would finish this run with an hour of core workouts, and her breasts seemed strained to burst out of her bra. My brain was not focused on my run anymore and because of that I missed the raised lip of some concrete section of the trail, almost wiping out face first.
"Hey James," She panted out as she slowed her pace and walked towards me, "You almost gave me my second best laugh of the week." A small smile had taken over her face. I had recovered from my stumble and began walking closer. I could see the sweat on her brow, her chest pulsing with her breathing. Her skin tanned by what must have been her many routine runs.
"I'm trying my hardest to keep you entertained. It's also surprisingly hot out for this early in the day." I pulled my shirt up to wipe down my own sweaty face.
"Did you just finish your half mile of running?"
"Haha, five miles thank you very much!" Alice was a little harsh but I felt like there was something beneath the surface. I always appreciated people who weren't afraid to put in a few jabs having grown up in a large family of winner takes all.
"That sounds decent enough. You know, my friend Danielle thought you were cute but I told her I didn't see it."
"Well Danielle sounds very smart." I also thought Danielle was very cute myself, her nerdiness spoke to a deeper part of me, and I wanted to get to know more about her.
"You seem interesting enough James. What's your story, why did you move up here? Why do you think you're up here?..Sorry. I like to ask a lot of questions." I felt like our chance encounter had turned into a therapy session for a bit, just with less clothes.
"I..hmm...I know...umm..." I was still catching up with my breathing. "You're a therapist right?" My heart was still beating heavily from my run and it was not slowing down in front of Alice and her imposing demeanor or body.
"I have a PhD in Psychology. Graduated two years ago and have been in practice ever since. Danielle is a Biomedical Engineer, we met in grad school during an inter-school research project. You do seem like a good guy James, I can see why other women might think you're cute. I want to know more about you. Swing by 320 tonight."
"Oh, umm ok then!"
Alice half smiled at me and then took off. I turned to watch her run off, her blond pony tail swinging from side to side, her ass grabbing my attention until she disappeared from sight. "What a strange strange woman.."
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I had put on a short sleeve button up shirt and some jeans. I wasn't sure if I was going over for a social occasion or a therapy session. Either way I thought it was safe to grab a bottle of wine, the cure for all of my awkward situations. Before I left my apartment I pulled out my phone to see if I had any new text messages from Chelsea, I hadn't seen anything since the other day. I didn't feel certain in sending anything but figured I should at least acknowledge my most recent snooping session, or should I?
"Have fun on business out of town, I'll have a nice chianti and some fava beans ready for you when you get back." I walked over to the window to see if there was a light on in her apartment. Nothing. With how different Chelsea was and with what she had 'shown' me, I had a feeling that she was out of my league. No sense in getting my hopes up for nothing.
I turned back from the window, grabbed the bottle of wine, took one last look in the mirror and then headed out the door. It felt silly getting dressed up to not even leave my apartment building, but I was excited to be sort of 'going out' and I was happy to talk to someone for more than a short encounter length of time. Alice had never given me a time to show up or a phone number so I was proceeding purely on my gut instinct. Reaching her door I prepared myself mentally for the unknown.
I rapped my knuckles on the wooden door for Apartment 320. The sound of footsteps rapidly followed the sound of my knocking. The locking mechanism of the door clicked and clunked before the door swung in before me. A wave of air filled with the smell of some sweet baked goods hit me before Alice appeared before me. Wearing a baseball shirt and skin tight leggings her blond hair down, hanging at her shoulders. She was wearing frameless glasses, looking incredibly intelligent and sexy.
"You brought wine, good."
I hesitated a step in. "I wasn't sure if it was as a peace offering or as payment for a counseling session."
"You are smart James, come in."
I stepped in through the doorway.
"Shoes off please."
"Oh yes!" kicking my shoes off I headed for the kitchen island. "Do you have a bottle opener, I forgot to bring that along."